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Under Yu Fei's reminder, Nangong Yan felt that his whole body was full of strength, and the strength of the fighting spirit in his body had also increased a lot, and he was one step closer to the first level of the sword master, and this colorful light actually had the ability to exercise his body?

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No matter how precious the elixir is, if there is no spiritual magician to guide it through the art of body refining, nine out of ten will explode and die.

This also makes the cost of using the Spiritual Magician's Body Forging Technique extremely high, and ordinary people can't afford to use it at all.

If the Nangong family still existed, Nangong Yan would not be so weak.

But now it is different from the past, the collapse of the Nangong family has also caused the two to lose a stable source of income, and the last time they received the spirit magician's body forging technique, almost all their savings were spent.

Now that I haven't been there for two days, Nangong Yan's situation is gradually getting worse.

If the Yi Soul Sword has the ability to forge the body, then the brother and sister can save a lot of money, which will be of great help to their future lives, and Nangong Yan himself will not become a burden to Yu Fei.

"Yufei, let's go, grandpa should be back. ”

Nangong Yan put the mysterious Soul Sword back into its scabbard, and walked towards the thatched hut not far away with a basket full of food.

"Hmm. The girl in Tsing Yi nodded and obediently followed behind Nangong Yan.

That's how she followed him from childhood to adulthood.

Just as they were about to leave, a group of men in black poured out from the exit of the village with weapons.

The village is often exploited by the lord of Xueming City, and maybe he is a wicked soldier who collects taxes, dressing up as a robber in the surrounding area, collecting the people's fat and ointment, and then taking some money to eliminate the disaster.

Therefore, neither of them cared.

"Quick, quick, surround them!"

A voice sounded, and the group of black-clothed men quickly caught up with Nangong Yan's brothers and sisters with weapons, and surrounded the two. Twenty or thirty black-clothed people are more than 1.8 meters tall, very strong, and all of them are full of energy. How can there be a banditry appearance, it is obviously the city defense soldiers of the nearby Xueming City.

The girl in Tsing Yi was surprised to find that Tianming's face was a little rudder than before, and her body was much better than before.

"Xue Chu, we didn't offend you, what do you mean by that?" Yu Fei saw the leader of this group of black-clothed people at a glance, and she was inevitably a little angry in her heart.

And Nangong Yan beside Yu Fei glanced at it coldly, and stopped, as if he didn't care about everything in front of him.

"What do you mean, Miss Yufei, considering the physical condition of my brother, I decided to help. But Miss Yu Fei is afraid that she will have to go to the house to talk about it, so let's discuss this issue well. ”

A very obscene-looking young man stared at Yu Fei with squinting eyes, and his hoarse voice explained the meaning.

"Shameless man, just with these twenty or so men in black, you want to capture me, don't you think too highly of the strength of your Xueming City city defenses?"

Yu Fei is a highly talented student from the Imperial Academy, her strength is more than ten times stronger than Nangong Yan, and she has already stepped into the middle sword master level, and no matter how many city defense soldiers there are only Douqi cultivators, she is not Yu Fei's opponent, so she is naturally very disdainful, and Xue Chu's teasing.

In the Fighting God Empire, people often divide their strength into five major realms: Dou Qi Cultivator, Sword Master, Soul Sword Master, Sword Saint, and Sword Venerable, and each major realm is divided into three sub-levels: upper, middle, and lower.

And the Dou Qi cultivator is just a swordsman who has cultivated the Dou Qi and has just entered the threshold. It is much stronger than ordinary people, but compared to the master of the sword master, it is a small thing.

As the son of the city lord, Xue Chu bullied men and women in Xueming City, doing all kinds of evil, but no one dared to be angry and dare to speak. Last time, when I saw Yufei beautiful and pure, I wanted to be lighter than her.

Unexpectedly, the dozen or so elites with vindictive spirit he brought were knocked to the ground by Yu Fei in a few moves, and even he was beaten by Yu Fei.

He couldn't see anyone for a few days, and he was so angry that he had to make Nangong Yan's brothers and sisters look good.

"Miss Yu Fei, I suffered a big loss last time, do you think I wasn't prepared? Today, I'll see who can save you?"

Xue Chu smiled evilly, and his eyes became even thicker. At the same time, he also waved his hand, and two gray-robed middle-aged men, one tall and one short, walked out from behind him.

"As long as you capture her, my father will answer your business. ”

The two middle-aged men glanced at each other and nodded. Their fighting qi came out of their bodies, surging together on the two blue long swords, emitting a faint blue light.

"Two swordsmen?"

Yu Fei was very surprised, and she was inexplicably worried.

Even if Yu Fei is one against two, he will never be inferior, but Nangong Yan around him only has the strength of a high-level cultivator, how can he face dozens of elite soldiers whose strength is above that of a Douqi cultivator?

"It's good to know, even if Miss Yu Fei is strong, it's a pity that you have a cumbersome brother, even if he has the strength of a high-ranking cultivator, it will be difficult to survive in the hands of so many Douqi cultivators. Miss Yu Fei, I hope you will be aware of current affairs and not cause too many casualties. “

Xue Chu spent a lot of money to recruit two sword masters to help, and today Yu Fei had to give in whether it was for his brother Nangong Yan or herself.

"Is that enough?"

Just when Yu Fei was hesitating, Nangong Yan stood sideways in front of Yu Fei and coldly threw out a sentence.

"Hmph, when did a frail and sickly sick man become so tough? boy, get acquainted, let your sister go with me, maybe you don't need to think about the money for treatment in the future, otherwise..."

Nangong Yan is not only frail and sickly, but also pretends to be cold and indifferent, this kind of person is extremely unhappy for Xue Chu.

"You!" Yu Fei heard Xue Chu humiliate Nangong Yan like this, and her heart burned with anger. In an instant, the fighting energy in Yu Fei's body surged out, pouring on the cyan long sword, emitting a burst of blue light, and he was about to make a move.

It's a pity, how did the two gray-robed middle-aged men give Yu Fei a chance to make a move? The two of them stepped forward and blocked in front of Xue Chu. Seeing this situation, the rest of the men in black clenched their weapons one after another, and the order to prepare to attack was issued, and a big battle was about to break out.

"Yu Fei take a good look, my brother is not a burden to you!"

Nangong Yan stopped Yu Fei's next move, and then clenched the Yi Soul Sword, allowing Yu Fei to retreat to the side, freeing up a space.

The Dou Qi in his body began to rise, but with the strength of a high-ranking Dou Qi cultivator, it was difficult to infuse the power of the Dou Qi in the Yi Soul Sword Body.

But his unyielding fighting spirit shocked even ordinary Dou Qi cultivators.

With such a posture, not to mention the two sword master-level masters, even Xue Chu, who was still hovering around as a mid-level Dou Qi cultivator, understood that this was a supreme duel.

In the Fighting God Empire, which is established by force, there is a very binding rule:

In a personal vendetta, if one side has a lower strength and the other side has a higher strength to fight a duel, no matter what bad situation you are in, you must fight alone. If the others interfere, they will be hunted down and killed by all the powerhouses in the Fighting God Empire!

Therefore, no one dared to violate this sacred duel, and its deterrent power did not even dare to violate the emperor.

Nangong Yan put on a one-on-one duel, which has already shown his determination.

"Boy, for the sake of your sister, you propose such a sacred duel, the old man has to praise you for your cleverness, but unfortunately, you can't live today. ”

The short middle-aged man had a disdainful smile on his face, and at the same time took a step in the direction of Nangong Yan, and the tall middle-aged man beside him and Xue Chu, who was closer, all stepped aside, quietly watching this game with a very disparity in strength.

"Brother, this is the first time you have come out for Fei'er, no matter what, Fei'er will not let you down. ”

As smart as she is, she naturally knows Nangong Yan's intentions, her nose is sore, her eyes are red, and tears are rolling in her eyes.

In the past ten years, her father has supported her when she has been bullied outside. When she was a child, she blamed her brother for being timid and not helping her.

However, only now do I understand that my brother actually did it for her...

When Yu Fei lost his mind for a moment, the duel had already begun.

Nangong Yan held the Yi Soul Sword and rushed towards the short middle-aged man. Just when the Yi Soul Sword was in the attack range, Nangong Yan jumped, and the Yi Soul Sword in his hand slashed downward.

And the short middle-aged man did not change his face for the long sword that was close at hand, and the long sword in his hand was covered with light blue fighting energy, and he blocked the attack of the Yi Soul Sword with one sword.

At the same time, the short middle-aged man gathered his vindictive left hand and slapped it on Nangong Yan's right shoulder.

All of a sudden, Nangong Yan, who was full of anger, was slapped more than a dozen steps away and slammed heavily on the hard ground, with a sweet mouth and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Yu Fei's clenched jade hand made the hilt of the cyan long sword turn around. The cyan glow is sizzling, and it can explode at any moment.

However, the tall middle-aged man is not an ordinary person, and he always pays attention to Yu Fei, so he naturally mentions the spirit of twelve. Once Yu Fei has any abnormal movements, the tall middle-aged man will never let her save people!

In the field, Nangong Yan did not give up because of a failure, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his anger did not decrease, he stood up again, and continued to slash at the short middle-aged man.

However, the short middle-aged man is a swordsman-level master, so how can ordinary sword moves pose any threat to him?

The short middle-aged man once again rung, and with the same move, he slapped Nangong Yan with one palm.

Nangong Yan was once again slapped more than a dozen steps away, and the blood in his mouth spit out again.

That mouthful of blood was impartial, and it just happened to spit on the sword body of the Yi Soul Sword, and a faint colorful light slowly covered the sword body...

When Nangong Yan saw such a scene, his eyes were full of light, which seemed to make him obsessed, but he still did not give up and continued to use the same trick.

However, this time, the unexpected happened.

The short middle-aged man was in the rung, and he couldn't stop Nangong Yan's Yi Soul Sword, and the whole person was split in half by the Yi Soul Sword.

It can be clearly seen that the short middle-aged man has round eyes and falls to the ground, which can be described as dead.

The short middle-aged man was a master of swordsmanship, and he was killed by a Dou Qi cultivator with one blow, and every man in black shuddered when he saw his death.

"Senior brother!"

The tall middle-aged man had been paying attention to Yu Fei's movements, and when he found out, it was too late.

The next sword master was actually killed by a Dou Qi cultivator with a single blow, even if he witnessed this kind of thing, it was hard to believe.

The tall middle-aged man flashed a trace of viciousness, and the light blue long sword in his hand stabbed Nangong Yan's chest at an extremely fast speed...

"Humph!"

Yu Fei, who had been preparing for a long time, how could it be possible for a tall middle-aged man to easily succeed in it? The tall middle-aged man was very fast in his sword, and Yu Fei was not slow in his sword, swinging away the middle-aged man's sword with one sword.

At the same time, she gathered the power of the fighting energy in her left hand and struck it out with her palm...

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